Friday Writings #230: Surprise Me!

 

Hello, Word Artists and Admirers! I adore the simple pleasure of a nice, hot shower. My husband probably would say that hot is an understatement (he's compared my preferred temperature to that of fires of Mordor).

All I need is a rubber duck

Recently I was on a business trip. Part of the group activities included getting into a tub filled with ice water. Perhaps I would have been less willing to try it if it wasn't outside under the blazing Texas sun. I definitely didn't expect to manage it well enough to last 90 seconds and be curious enough to try it again, if the opportunity presents itself.

So for today's optional prompt, I'd like you to write about a time you surprised yourself. I'm taking poetry and prose, fiction and non-fiction. Just be sure to keep your pieces to 369 words or fewer, and one piece per person, please.

Next week, we'll ask you to be inspired by the following words from T. S. Eliot’s poem, Ash Wednesday: 

From the wide window towards the granite shore
The white sails still fly seaward, seaward flying
Unbroken wings